| I did shit with E40, Scarface, everybody
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| All your heroes, nigga Yukmouth.
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| All that shit. |
| Now I’m about to do a It my way,
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| I don’t give a fuck what y’all think about me.
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| Call me devil worshiper, nigga?
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| You think that shit’s bad?
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| Listen to this, muthafucka!
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| How do I describe my pain?
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| It just rains and it rains
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| At the same time flame-ah
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| I am bane, insane in my veins,
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| No restraints can chain or contain me,
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| I’m dangerous!
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| When I gave you my light,
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| It was wrong, wasn’t right,
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| Ain’t no love was in sight when I needed.
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| So I run with the night
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| In the songs that I write
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| If I be violent, then I wont be defeated.
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| It’s jet black in my brain,
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| 'Cause the hatred you gave me
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| Has turned me to twisted.
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| You dont like this,
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| Suck my dick,
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| All the kids with the sickness
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| Been waiting for this shit!
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| I wanna get into the mind of your youngest,
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| Fill it with fungous,
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| And grow it 'til it’s humongous.
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| Psycho alumnist, the tip of the tongue slip,
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| Urgin' you punk bitch,
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| Eat shit from your dung pit.
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| Everyone are you ready for doom,
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| Because I’ve blackened the sun,
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| And I’ve bloodied the moon.
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| I bring gloom when I step in the room,
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| With the fumes of a tomb,
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| I consume all the light in the day.
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| Everyone are you ready for doom,
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| Because I’ve blackened the sun,
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| And I’ve bloodied the moon.
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| I bring gloom when I step in the room,
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| With the fumes of a tomb.
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| Flowers bloom when Im taken away
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| I’ve got this cloud inside that’s consuming my mind,
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| All the brown in my eyes are disolving,
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| Into the whites of my eyes now the night will arise
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| And I’m hype cause the beast is evolving
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| Step into my dreams, lot of bleeding and seaman and green rotted demons
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| And they feed thier seeds collard greens filled with feces and cheese pieces
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| Of human cerebrum this evening (stay away)
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| Cause everything I touch turns to mold (If you want me)
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| Everything I fuck, Striaght explodes
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| (Are we there yet)
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| (Are you scared yet)
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| (Look at the pussy in your pants, wanna share that)
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| (Let me in Imma rip it then Imma tear that)
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| (I'm tryin' to eat it, bitch where the mothafuckin hair at?)
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| Everyone are you ready for doom,
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| Because I’ve blackened the sun,
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| And I’ve bloodied the moon.
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| I bring gloom when I step in the room,
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| With the fumes of a tomb,
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| I consume all the light in the day.
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| Everyone are you ready for doom,
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| Because I’ve blackened the sun,
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| And I’ve bloodied the moon.
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| I bring gloom when I step in the room,
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| With the fumes of a tomb.
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| flowers bloom when Im taken away
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| Heat Swells, Details, everybody Eat nails, sleep well
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| Held the gun, I come to attack everyone, you little crumbs all are done Imma
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| Blacken the sun
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| All are damage it, can you manage to vanish cut you like anakin man it, damn
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| It and it’s no panicing.
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| When I eat your soul, He’s North pole, That meaning Imma be more cold
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| Freeze more souls, 40 below
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| Piss Lav and cuervo, Plus habanaro, Now chug it
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| Burn their heads to their toes, I will not spare those, I love it
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| (This is the result of you)
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| (Thinking all clear)
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| (Callin' me wierd)
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| (Thinkin' I’m a devil so you niggas dont cheer)
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| (I don’t give a fuck what you think of tecca nina this year)
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| Everyone are you ready for doom,
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| Because I’ve blackened the sun,
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| And I’ve bloodied the moon.
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| Bring gloom when I step in the room,
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| With the fumes of a tomb,
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| I consume all the light in the day.
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| Everyone are you ready for doom,
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| Because I’ve blackened the sun,
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| And I’ve bloodied the moon.
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| Bring gloom when I step in the room,
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| With the fumes of a tomb.
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| Flowers bloom when I’m taken away |